A Shy Girl's Poetry

"May I Have This Dance?"

A man enters the ballroom wearing grey
He observes this in the room
A woman is a long slimming red dress with a slit that showed her leg
She draws him close planting a powerful kiss on his lips
The man is filled with a burning desire
"May I have this dance?"
She nods
He grabs her gently they starts to dance
She danced with such strength
He felt as if there was a burning love
She began to move too quick for him
It became a war
She kissed his lips
Giving him a shot of pain by stabbing him
She vanished with excitement
Leaving him to bleed
He regains his composure
And proceeded
He sees a woman with a yellow sundress
She skips to him telling him it will be ok
The man filled with joy
"May I have this dance?"
She shows a shallow smile
He grabs her hand, they begin
She dances with such joy
Giving him hope and happiness
She shines like the sun
The man turns to see the woman in red
The woman in yellow starts to slow down
She refuses to dance
The man finds out he isn't the only man she has danced with
Bright and filled with deceit
Afraid to tell the truth, she leaves with another
Betrayed  the man stands still
He once again regains his composure
Hides the pain in his back and heart
He sees a woman in a ruffled orange dress with the biggest bow
She tells him about his value with enthusiasm
The man filled with energy
"May I have this dance?"
She quickly pulls him to dance
They begin to dance
She dances with such good balance
The man looks back at the woman in yellow
The woman in orange demands his attention
Not letting him look away
Her steps became stomps
She does tricks demanding applause
Not satisfied she pushes the man
Walks away with pride
Leaving the man on the ground
The man gets up and dusts himself off
Hides the pain in his chest, back, and heart
Gains his composure
He sees a woman in a green teacup shapes dress
The woman's jewels showing her wealth
She has a healthy look
The man filled with figor
"May I have this dance?"
He escorts her and they begin to dance
She seems inexperienced as if dancing is new
The woman made of wealth
She drops money wherever she goes
The man looks back at the woman in orange
The woman in green filled envy and disgust
Her steps begin to bring misfortune on him
Jealousy spills from her lips
She steps on his feet and leaves
She leaves taking all his belongings with her
Leaving him with nothing
The takes a deep breath and sighs
Hides the pain in his heart, back, chest, and hands
Bites his lip and gains his composure
He sees a woman in a tight velvet purple dress
Royalty wrapped around her neck
Filled with the mystery she gives
"May I have this dance?"
With wisdom she takes his hand
Her dancing with such transforming moves
Making the man feel enlightened
She moves with grace like an angel
The man being enlightened with her moves
The man looks back at the woman in green
While the woman in purple begins to spout ignorance
Her steps become more cruel
She grips his arms tightly and mourns 
Before he can say a word she vanishes
Leaving the man with pain in his arms
The man uses all the strength he has to stand
He fakes a smile and gains his composure
He sees a woman wearing a blue silk dress with a brown ribbon
She gives the man security and loyalty
The man filled with comfort
"May I have this dance?"
Modestly, she holds out her hand
Gently he leads her they begin to dance
Her moves in harmony with his
Her steps filled with confidence and trust, unity
A sense of peace begins to fill the man
The man looks back at the woman in purple
The woman in blue with a brown ribbon get filled with depression
Her moves get slower as cold tears fall
She is cold like ice and soft like the sky
The man begins to see the past in the reflection in her tears
The pain grows stronger
The man too weak for her moves he tries to keep up
The woman slips from his hands like water
Leaving him alone in the dark
The man begins to fall
Holds back his tears, unable to gain his composure
A woman in a black cloak catches him before he falls
She holds him with power
The damaged man filled with fear
"May I have this dance?"
She declines with unhappiness surrounding her
The man filled with sadness remains still
She had anger in her grip
Remorse hidden in the depths of her eyes
She leads the man to a deep pit
The man now dressed in black
She leaves the man underground
She fades into the dark with elegance
Death falls on the man now in black
He wakes up looks to his side, at what appears to be snow
He looks up at the cold yet pure snow
No one around him alone
The man begins to cry until
A woman in a simple white dress blocks his view
She smiles a genuine smile
Her face filled with innocence
Birthed into this dark world
Then kneels down with humility
At his side filling the man with peace
She reaches her clean hand
She looks at the man
With her hand held out to him
"May I have this dance?"